THENEXTPRINCE, Chapter 39: Errors Must Be Corrected.
Ramil remained silent amidst the unfolding events. His narrowed eyes scrutinized the image of his top-ranked adversary, who had mysteriously disappeared amidst the chaos of the banquet. The young man’s strong physique and resonant voice seemed to fade away, but a faint, lingering pain in his arm reminded him to stay alert.
This couldn’t be a mere coincidence… It couldn’t be certain.
The voices in his head grew louder, and a sense of impending danger made Ramil distrustful of everyone. The young royal began to move his feet again after standing still like a statue for a long time. He walked past groups of people who were engrossed in providing information to the police, who had entered the venue to secure the area.
Countless people swarmed around, observing and questioning, but Ramil signaled for everyone to stay away. The young man scanned the crowd, searching for someone… only one person he needed at this moment.
Petai.
“Ramil, are you okay… isn’t it?” Like raindrops falling on parched land, the sound was concerned and gentle. The familiar hand reached out to his strong arm, and the beautiful face revealed genuine anxiety, a stark contrast to the facade presented throughout.
“It’s nothing… really…” Ramil didn’t lose his composure, but he felt confused and in need of support at this moment. He called out the other person’s name and swallowed his words, leaving the rest unspoken.
“What’s wrong? Do you want to find a doctor?” The other person must have noticed his prolonged silence, as they moved closer to examine each other. Petai’s face appeared worried, and that only made the young man struggle to contain his own emotions.
“No, you knew…” the Young Prince spoke only those words, attempting to control his trembling and gripping the other person’s arm to steady himself as they walked together.
Amidst the crowd bustling about, Ramil paid no attention to those attempting to conduct physical examinations. He decided to pull Petai’s hand towards a secluded area, waiting until a significant amount of time had passed before the white-bodied homeowner began to broach the subject.
“Ramil, you…”
“Did you notice anything abnormal at the event before the pole fell onto Khanin? Did you see anything?” Ramil whispered these words with a soft voice, indicating to those in the position of close followers that he was struggling to come up with anything to say.
“…” Petai remained silent, but it was probably because they had known each other for a long time, and he could read almost everything from the facial expressions and glances that reflected the tension of the white-bodied person. Ramil could read almost everything.
The beautiful-faced owner didn’t necessarily have to say anything halfsarcastic that was screaming in Ramil’s heart to be completely confirmed.
“Can you tell me, don’t make me feel more frustrated than this.” At this moment, it was pitch black, and he couldn’t think of anything except begging the person he trusted to confide in what he knew.
“Why speak like that?” Petai looked surprised when he saw Ramil show his vulnerable side, his thin hand tapping his wide shoulder, rubbing lightly.
“I saw you looking at Charan…” His thick hand raised to rub his own face, the image that Petai had looked for Charan still stuck, but that helped him see something abnormal that shouldn’t have happened.
His father called Charan for a meeting, even though normally they never thought of having a good relationship with the leader of the Phitakthewa family, this was too strange.
“I didn’t look at Charan, but I looked at Prince Rachata, I looked because it was strange that your father called for Charan.” Petai probably thought the same, the other side sneaked a glance at the ground, showing a gesture as if there was something heavy on his mind but didn’t want to speak it out.
It had been almost a minute since the beautiful-faced owner remained silent.
Ramil saw the beautiful pair of eyes blink, almost answering every question Petai had asked without the need for the other side to speak or explain anything to confirm.
“You look like… Is it your father who did this?” Ramil didn’t want an answer, the young man understood Petai’s sandpoint well, the other side was spiritual, a person belonging to Puchongpisut, what else could he say.
Even if you know, he was tongue-tied.
“…” Petai stared at Ramil, as if wanting to say something, but in the end chose to remain silent, allowing tension to build up and weigh on Ramil’s mind, to the point where the young prince could barely stand it.
He had no idea what reasons pushed his father to make such a decision.
Rachata will have to face the penalty for attempted murder… his father will be seen as a corrupt person.
Just because he doesn’t believe in his own son that much, right? Because Ramil isn’t skilled, doesn’t have the right tools, isn’t impressive enough, to the point where his father can’t trust him.
His desire with his father is victory, power, and greatness, but what stands in their way is the method of execution…
“If you don’t have to say it, I’ll handle it myself.” Ramil considered that silence as a clear answer, he closed his eyes, letting the vulnerability reveal itself, and with a changed feeling and mood, he forgot to open his eyes again.
No matter what, he won’t allow his father to use such dirty methods.
Victory and power that originated from corruption, deceit. They will never prosper.
As soon as he returned to the palace, Ramil went straight to his father’s private office. The front door had fewer guards than usual, but one of them was still Sivakorn, the honest man, standing with crossed arms as always.
“Young Prince Ramil, don’t rush in right now, Your-Highness” Sivakorn spoke cautiously, raising his hand to hold the door. Worried that Young Prince Ramil’s actions would disturb the lord inside, he tried his best to block him.
“Step the fuck back.” The tense atmosphere filled the evening air. Ramil didn’t intend to listen to Sivakorn anymore, he used all his strength to push the person in front of him away.
“Please, Your Highness…”
“Do you dare to defy your betters? Step back, Sivakorn.”
“Prince Rachata ordered that no one…” Sivakorn himself served the honest man too well. Ramil thought he had remained calm enough. When he saw that Sivakorn had no intention of obeying the command, the emotions he had tried to suppress burst out.
“You’re trying to undermine my authority as your lord, aren’t you!” At this point, the Young Prince no longer cares about maintaining decorum. He shouts loudly.
Intentionally use a powerful command that will leave Sivakorn speechless, emphasizing to everyone that he is a person with delegated power from the ruler.
Whenever the servant challenges the command of his lord, consider it as an act of disrespect towards the Puchongpisut family as well.
“Apologies, Your Highness…” Sivakorn is slightly stunned but quickly understands the message conveyed. Therefore, Prince Rachata’s close aide lowers his hand and steps back, avoiding any further interference.
Ramil wastes no time and swiftly pushes open the door, confidently approaching the person sitting with their back turned on the high-backed chair. When Rachata realizes there is an intruder, he intends to turn back to confront the person who dared to interrupt.
“I told you not to come in! Ramil.” The eyes of the father widen, and his initial shout softens when he calls out the name of his only son.
Rachata’s posture, filled with confusion and worry, cannot escape the piercing gaze of the observing person. Ramil’s face turns red, knowing well why his father is like this… It’s not as cold and distant as usual, indicating that…
Rachata is afraid… of something.
“Why would you do that, Father?” The second-ranking person of the family with power lowers his voice, making the father increasingly unhappy. Even though the other side tries to find a way to defuse the situation, this time Ramil can clearly sense the abnormality.
“What did I do?”
“Today’s matter… Is it what you’re doing?” The person who has been suppressing emotions for a long time clenches their fists, feeling disappointed with their father’s actions, as if being hit by a raging storm.
“Who do you think you are! Coming in without asking me anything, then shouting like a madman. How would others think when they hear it!” The father speaks while turning to look at the door. Seeing that it is still tightly closed, he decides to get up from the chair and walk towards each other at the work desk.
Ramil straightens his face and realizes that his father is trying to use body language to intimidate him, wanting him to stop talking and end the conversation. But at this moment, he no longer has anything to fear.
“Is it anyone’s business? My father does so much, yet he still has to worry about things other than his own desires!”
“Speak nicely, Ramil. What did I do? What did I do?!”
“Father, you know best.”
How dare you speak to me like this!”
“Father, you think I don’t know anything. I’m not stupid… I may not look like it, but if I hadn’t gone to help Khanin, Father, you might have turned into a murderer…”
Slap!
“…” His handsome face twitched from the impact, and the young man remained still for so long that he could see his father’s toes move slightly before straightening up and looking back without flinching.
“Are you crazy or not… Can you hear me?”
“…”
“Yes! I’m the one who did everything today. I agreed to do everything just for you to win, but you came back and insulted me like this!” Finally, Rachata spoke the truth.
The words hit the face of the only son, causing blood to rise. Shocked from being hit so hard that his face turned. Ramil gradually regained his composure to stand firm for what was right.
“I’ve told you before, don’t get involved in competitions. In the past, Father, you would never interfere with anyone’s life. Because of that I respect and admire you, I want to be as good as you are on my own, I want you to truly accept me. I’ve been asking Father, you all along not to interfere.”
“…”
“And what is this… Father doesn’t tell me anything.” Ramil left his words at that, starting to wonder why everything had turned out like this.
“And have you ever made me trust you? Last time, if I hadn’t secretly bought the athlete, you would have foolishly chased after Khanin endlessly, even though I had taken care of everything for you. But as soon as you found out, you spent all the money to pay him back until I was almost broke, only caring about that stupid justice! Do you want to lose to it, don’t you? Do you want to lose to those Atsawathewathin idiots, right?”
“…”
“You’re an idiot. If I don’t do this, can you take care of what you should take care of yourself? Waseen said you’re stupid and he can see through
Khanin’s game!”
“How did Waseen get involved in this matter?”
“It’s a wake-up call for me. It’s a problem if your financial management is always dependent on what Khanin does. He will turn the tables on you immediately, even though the foolish Meenakarins still sees Khanin as playing a game with you. He lures you into winning, but at a high cost that you still don’t realize. How can I trust you?”
“I can understand not trusting each other, but does it have to come to the point of killing someone? Do you want me to have a murderer for a father?”
“I didn’t go that far. I don’t want it to come to death. I just want to make Khanin struggle and use his legs. My people are the servants in that area. But, I didn’t do this plan to bring down the pole! It’s not my doing!”
“What do you mean?”
“I did it for you. I intended for someone to stumble or collide with Khanin so that he would lose his legs or end up disabled. My people are the waiters in that area. But, this pole falling down was not my doing! It’s not my doing!” Rachata’s voice trembled.
Rachata tried to control his trembling body with his thick hands pounding on the table, causing a loud noise to reverberate throughout the room. The newfound truth left the young prince stunned and shocked.
“So whose skill is it? Father said it was someone.”
“I don’t know. The people from the event have all been taken in for questioning. We’ll find out soon.”
We’ll find out soon? Do you think someone else needs to know? Do you father stupidly think the person behind it will reveal themselves? When they do this, right with your plot that person means it intentionally throws the blame on you, Father!” The situation was getting worse. What was initially thought to be a game turned into an attempted murder.
Ramil’s mixed feelings were relieved when he learned that his father didn’t intend to harm Khanin to the point of death, but the other half was filled with overwhelming guilt and remorse.
No matter who takes action, that person already knows that everything has to turn out like this.
It has been planned…
It intentionally uses his father as a fall-guy.
“…”
“I will fix the mistake myself. I will withdraw. Puchongpisut will not participate in the Sovereign-King competition this time. We will show that we did not intend for this to happen, and we did not do this for our own victory.” Ramil turns back, both sides trembling unsteadily.
The young prince feels a bit bitter. Even when his father reached out to hold his arm. Ramil still doesn’t feel the warmth from the hands that used to pat his shoulder with affection.
“Stop! I can handle this… Ramil! Don’t do that!”
This Young Prince, the only one of Puchongpisut, slowly turns back to his bewildered father, his face looking as if he has done something wrong in those confused eyes, the wrong direction that used to radiate confidence now wraps him in a wrong posture.
Ramil raises his head, the hand that fell by his side approaches each other tightly, he closes his eyes, letting the tears of anxiety flow, wiping his cheeks before going to commit the sin that he did not cause. Ramil decides to leave the last words for the father to ponder.
It’s all the lingering feelings.
“Don’t do anything more than this… Please… Trust me… Just once.”
“….”
“Don’t make me feel embarrassed with a father like this anymore, please…
Your Majesty.”
…
After the chaotic incident, the interviews and social events had to be immediately canceled. The royal doctor from the hospital, the number one in Daveen, was invited to the Royal Palace. Everyone involved in the event, including the staff hired by the Puchongpisut family, was heavily interrogated.
Tarin and Dhipabawon ordered someone to inspect the location to determine if the whole incident was just a real accident or if someone was behind it.
Ramil himself underwent a detailed physical examination, while Rachata was agitated. The leader of the Puchongpisut family was worried about his son, which created a tense and intense atmosphere.
“Uncle probably didn’t think Rachata would be the one responsible, right? It seems that Ramil was also injured. If it wasn’t just an accident, Puchongpisut would be equally affected.”
Charan didn’t wait to hear anyone’s explanation. As soon as he arrived, he didn’t want to leave Khanin alone. Even the venerable doctor was invited to wait outside.
His handsome face was filled with clear anxiety. Although Khanin kept saying it was nothing, Charan remained in a state of tension, pressure, and concern.
Rumors and speculations started to spread, especially when they saw the young man with his arm in a sling. Charan felt guilty about what had happened.
If he hadn’t let Khanin be alone, this wouldn’t have happened.
The doctor said he had to wear a sling.”
The young man spoke softly, but his cute face still had a smile that seemed to want to comfort each other. Khanin looked at him with a worried gaze, unable to determine who was the injured one.
“I’m sorry.” It took Charan a while to find his own voice. He moved closer to the bed, raised his hand as if he wanted to touch the injured person, but ultimately stopped in mid-air.
Charan was afraid of hurting Khanin, so he couldn’t bring himself to touch him more than this.
“Sorry, I couldn’t find you.”
“I said I would protect you, but…”
“It’s not your fault. It’s an accident. No one wanted this to happen.” It was Khanin himself who moved closer, holding warm hands together, while Charan continued to blame himself.
During that time, the young man had a vivid memory. If it weren’t for Ramil’s help, Khanin might have been more seriously injured.
“But I couldn’t help at all.”
“It’s okay, just a sprain. Just having you here helps me feel less scared…”
“…”
“Give me a hug, please.” Khanin extended his arm to embrace Charan, who didn’t seem to relax much, his face still tense. He felt guilty for not being more concerned about the young royal’s injuries.
“Are you worried?”
Because Charan spoke up and became a companion, Khanin wouldn’t have to sleep alone tonight. Chakri volunteered to arrange an extra bed, before retiring himself.
Charan sat down on the same bed as Khanin, paying little attention to the extra bed provided by Chakri. It wasn’t necessary. They had slept together countless times, so what benefit would separating the beds now bring?
But that’s it. They didn’t want to upset the butler, so they let it be, following this kind gesture.
“Afraid, worried, but not hesitant.” One of Khanin’s strengths was his ability to stay knowledgeable and acknowledge his own feelings without changing. The young royal, who often does not deceive himself with excessive worries, but because he made decisions to face them, he didn’t hesitate or wait for time to pass.
If this event wasn’t just an ordinary accident, it meant that someone intentionally caused harm to the point of forcing him to withdraw from the competition, or it could be a danger beyond control. Khanin thought that he wouldn’t let it go and fall to the desires of those in the shadows.
He would take advantage of this opportunity to let those who lurked in the dark know that all their plans would not succeed. Khanin was uninjured, and the competition would not be interrupted. When the burden of the plan became too heavy, it wouldn’t go as planned, and eventually, he would have to reveal himself. Just waiting for time to press on.
“If you do that, Nin, I’ll support everything.” Charan’s words were like drops of soothing water. Even when Khanin felt uneasy, at least there was someone like this by his side.
“Thank you.” Khanin smiled sincerely. Then he invited his loved one to lie down, lightly tapping the bed to let the other person get up and lie down next to him. But just as Charan was about to lie down, he was stopped from doing so by a knock on the door.
“What is it?” It was Charan who asked the question, while Khanin got up and sat on the edge of the bed, looking towards the door with suspicion.
“Apologies for the intrusion, Young Prince Ramil has arrived, Your
Highness…”
“Ramil?” The voice from behind the small door ceased, and the young royal turned to face the newcomer, raising an eyebrow in suspicion. There was no shortage of curiosity as to why the other party had to sneak in like this.
It’s not like he has been away from the palace for a long time or anything.
“If you don’t want to meet him, it’s fine. I’ll go and talk to him.” Charan seemed to catch a glimpse of Khanin’s pensive demeanor, being the lowerranking party, tall and poised to step off the bed, only to have his wrist grabbed by the younger one. His cute face swayed slightly before pulling Charan closer and whispering softly.
“He came right after the incident. It must be something important. Can he come in and meet me?”
“Yes.” Charan fell silent, his heart pounding. Then he reluctantly nodded, his tall figure stepping out of the room, disappearing for a while until Khanin was about to follow suit when the waiting person returned first.
“Young Prince Ramil has arrived.” Due to Charan’s refusal to let the outsider follow him, the young man had to take care of everything himself in the absence of a high-ranking, noble figure.
The young royal from Atsawathewathin lowered his gaze, looking at the two men still in their old attire before the incident. The other party approached with a dignified and revealing posture, contrasting with the scattered handsome face.
The usually proud and arrogant eyes now looked downcast and weary, the tip of the nose slightly reddened, bearing faint traces of intense crying.
“I’ve come… to apologize.” Without needing to ask why he was here. Ramil knelt down in front of Khanin, the tall figure that used to stand tall. Confident in himself, he knelt down on one side of the floor, making Khanin feel somewhat startled.
The other party didn’t hesitate at all, indicating that he had thought it through… A high-ranking person who loves himself so much, would he easily bow down to anyone if it weren’t a matter of life and death?
“Apologies for whatever happened? You yourself have been helping me.” Khanin hesitated to ask the other party to stand up. Although this act would be demeaning to the lower-ranking party, and he didn’t want anyone to grovel at his feet, this moment presented a good opportunity to address various doubts in his mind without having to seek answers himself.
He decided to go with the flow.
“I’m sorry because… my father is the one who did it.” The sound of disappointment was completely revealed. Khanin turned to look at Charan almost instantly.
The lump of flesh in his chest beats rapidly and forcefully, almost pounding out. The young man couldn’t even imagine that the answer he was looking for would come running to him, so easily.
The hidden eyes glanced at the person who was still kneeling in front, without even raising his face to look at each other with disdain, a gesture that showed a heartbroken feeling that had been completely shattered.
However, because he didn’t know where the other party would go, the young royal from the current royal family still maintained a calm posture, allowing Ramil to speak what he wanted to express continuously.
“My father is the one who made you suffer… so I will compensate you.”
“…”
“I will give up my rights… Puchongpisut will not participate in the competition for the position of Sovereign King this time.” The heavy sound made Khanin almost squint at Ramil.
“Does it mean that your father wants to kill me?”
“No… my father didn’t intend to do that.”
“Didn’t intend to do that? But I wanted to let the beam fall on me.”
“My father didn’t do it that way, my father planned for you to suffer, but what he planned was to make the person who served as a waiter push you… to make you suffer in your legs, so that you can’t move comfortably during the competition.”
“And how can I believe you?”
“I didn’t come here to ask you to believe, but I came to take responsibility for my father’s actions.”
“Then why should you take responsibility when if your father did only that, he should find someone else to take the blame, why should you give up your rights, especially when you yourself want to win almost to the point of death.” This question arose in Khanin’s mind.
Yes, he didn’t know what kind of person Ramil was, this arrogant fucker who had been arrogant since the first day they met.
When choosing to clash heads with Ramil first, it was because the other party showed a clearly disdainful attitude. Besides being unfriendly, he also showed a domineering posture as if he was at the pinnacle of the chain.
Giving up the competition just because his father did this to him seems a bit strange to Khanin. He thinks that blood must be thicker than water. Ramil also seems to have borrowed a lot from his father.
“The victory that came from cheating is not worthy of me… I have more honor than that.”
However, while thinking negatively, Ramil’s words made Khanin frown.
The young man blinked once. Then he made a face of disbelief and burst out laughing.
“Well, you are a good man after all.”
Ramil’s extremely arrogant words made Khanin feel relieved, even though they were not very familiar with each other. However, the honest display of the other party without any tricks also made the young prince trust him a lot.
At first, he was worried that the person who had once positioned themselves as enemies would come to where, but suddenly he appeared in front of him with all the sins on his face. But when he saw the arrogance displayed despite being on his knees, he said he would end such a competition…
It should be a fair bet that the other party will pick up the heart and put it under his feet as well.
“If that’s the case, there’s nothing left, I’ll… have to prepare a statement about giving up my rights, and then I’ll find the real culprit to punish.” Ramil spoke quickly and got up, while the tall figure was walking towards the door.
Khanin, who was analyzing the guest’s posture, also said something.
“Wait… don’t go yet.”
“…” The face of the person who turned back was not satisfied with being scolded even a little. If you are a person who deliberately comes to take pictures to make the game look good, you probably won’t frown like Ramil.
“Before I go, I have something to ask.”
“What…”
“Swear to answer completely truthfully.” Khanin’s tail looked at Charan, and the other party looked at him the same way.
The young prince believed that the older guy could not guess what he was going to say, and the corners of his thin lips even smiled a little. When he was about to speak to the older and younger siblings who were walking back with a frown.
“Speak up… I don’t have all night.”
“How does the Puchongpisut family take care of people? Why did they allow an assassin who has an injured leg to come to harm someone at the event?” In reality, there was no one with a leg injury at the event. However, Khanin wanted to observe the reaction of the other party, so he fabricated a story about someone who was a disabled committing a crime, causing him to injure his arm today.
It doesn’t help that Charan still has the image of the injured leg incident in his mind, making it difficult for him to believe that Puchongpisut could be the real culprit. So Khanin thinks it’s necessary to find out the truth.
“When can the injured person come and take care of the event… There’s no way, even though it’s an important job, the security unit is in place, we won’t accept anyone with physical disabilities to do any work.” Not just a headache, the sound of a collision echoed. Ramil reached for his mobile phone and opened the updated information about the incident to submit it.
“He might be an old assassin. Khun Charan, please check if there are any people who have encountered him before.” Khanin handed his mobile phone to Charan for inspection. As soon as he heard the voice of someone older, he immediately understood and hurriedly went to check according to the requirements of the injured person.
“If you want to see information about the old assassin, click on the icon at the top.” Ramil spoke briefly and went to find Charan, then stood hugging himself and waited.
“… Khanin remained silent, while waiting for the comrade-in-arms to check the information, he secretly observed the gestures of the younger siblings.
Ramil didn’t show any signs of restlessness. Although he was a bit angry in his tone because he was accused of bringing the injured person to work, the tall man didn’t rush Charan to check anything. There was no smell of someone trying to cover up their own wrongdoing.
It seemed that when he walked and talked, he didn’t do anything wrong.
Calm, straightforward, to the point, to the extent that it was hard to imagine how deceptive they could be.
“Your Highness, I didn’t recognize anyone.” Charan turned around and spoke with a calm expression before returning the mobile phone to its owner, then stepped back and bowed to the young royal from the rival family.
“Are you satisfied or not? If so, I’ll leave…”
“Not yet.” After receiving confirmation from Charan that Puchongpisut did not keep any suspicious individuals and it was possible that he had no involvement in sending someone to assassinate him, Khanin restrained Ramil once again.
Khanin analyzes everything quickly and makes decisions to speak out and play the game again.
“I haven’t thanked you for helping me.”
“…”
“Thank you… thank you for helping me.”
“If I had not helped someone could have gotten hurt, then how can I be a different boss?” As the person with higher status responds. Ramil still has the same personality.
It doesn’t matter to be proud of anyone, but even so, it firmly believes in justice, full of morality, so it’s not surprising that it likes to praise itself.
Probably confident that he hasn’t done anything wrong, whether in front or behind.
Keep such a person as a friend, better than turning them into enemies.
“You’re not like your father. If my uncle were like you, he wouldn’t let anyone lead him by the nose” Khanin means having virtue if a person is a father, having that thing is as good as a child, so there wouldn’t be a situation where Ramil has to kneel in front of him like this.”
“….”
“Think about it. If your father doesn’t play tricks, then we will probably all practice to play for real in a few days.”
“…”
“You’re a talented person, indeed, you’re a scary opponent, and if I were to eliminate someone, I would eliminate someone as scary as you.”
On occasion, he praised along with the fire in Ramil’s chest.
“…”
Khanin knows in his heart that Ramil won’t be able to speak. Because the other party probably thinks the same way.
“If that’s the case, then are you still giving up your rights? But what if the real goal is not me, but you. If that person is actually trying to pull you out of the competition, and you give up your rights, it means he succeeded.”
“What does that mean?”
@: “Well then… think about who would benefit from this if I were hurt, and you relinquish your rights.”
@: Once it was proven that Ramil did not commit any wrongdoing, Khanin used the disappointment of the other party as leverage to bring them in as allies.
@: He intentionally scattered various pieces of information for Ramil to ponder, and someone like Ramil, who has enough integrity, would use that information to eliminate those who have no inclination to engage in malicious activities from the thought system.
@: Therefore, Ramil’s information is trustworthy.
@: “Evaa and Uncle Chona are not like that.”
@: “I haven’t said anything about who they are yet, why would you think of pointing the finger at Evaa instead.” Khanin smiled, not a mocking smile, but a satisfied smile when more information that was closer to the truth emerged.
@: “Because Evaa and Uncle Chona are in a low key struggle with my father, they have different opinions and haven’t talked for a long time, there is no way for them to cooperate.”
@: “So someone who talks to your father frequently is probably not my father.”
@: Ramil fell silent for a moment, his mind filled with thoughts, and after a while, his brows furrowed.
@: “There is someone who has been approaching my father all along, someone who analyzed your game plan, that person told my father that I am foolish, playing your game, doing everything, willing to pay a high price to defeat you, even though it’s not a victory I should be proud of, but if that person is true, there is no motivation for him to do that. Because no matter who wins this game, he doesn’t benefit from it. Because he himself has no son.”
@: “Uncle Waseen?”
@: “Yes.”
@: “And is Uncle Waseen close to Uncle Chona?”
@: “I don’t know about that, I only know that the Meenakarin’s people belonging to Evaa’s team who came to compete account for a half of her team.”
@: Now we’ve come to this point. Khanin seems to have started to understand several things, even though Ramil said that person is not beneficial, but if that side cooperates with Thawetmetha.
Or if no one can win… If no one can guess who can win, then how will the judgment criteria be?
Who will become the next Sovereign-King?
“If that’s the case, Evaa shouldn’t be trusted either…” Khanin commented that way, he won’t stop suspecting until he knows the truth, and now Evaa is the person who is highly suspicious at the beginning.
“What do you want by saying that?” Ramil looked at the other side with a lack of understanding.
“I want you to continue competing, it’s better if we cooperate.”
“But I…”
“Don’t you want to find out who is behind all this?”
Ramil’s gaze changed immediately upon hearing that. Khanin believed that the other side probably didn’t think about it and only realized it after hearing his opinion.
“I do.”
“If that’s the case, you shouldn’t give up your rights. Doing so immediately means that you’re blindly following someone’s game without knowing what it wants…”
“…”
“Think carefully. Even if your father no longer has the right to be the Sovereign-King, he can still live, but if things turn out badly… your father might be assassinated, a life in rebellion. If we can find the real enemy after that person gains power, no matter what, they will have to silence your father.”
“My father wouldn’t do something like that. Even though he wants power, he’s not that evil.”
“That’s the reason… why do you still have to compete.”
“….”
“We have to work together to find evidence that proves your father didn’t intend to kill me. He might have been used as a deception, but he didn’t intend to harm me to the point of death. We need to find out who the real enemy is… and bring them to justice together.”
As someone once said, ‘The enemy of our enemy is our friend.’ Right now, both Khanin and Ramil are in danger. So it’s better if we cooperate.
According to the proverb, killing two birds with one shot.
Khanin tried to exploit the vulnerability of his younger siblings and deceive the other party into becoming their own group, which the other party probably knew as well. However, they agreed to do so in order to protect their own father from being accused of going beyond the limits.
He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to climb up and find the real enemy who wanted to kill each other…
It seems that this is not just a matter of hurting each other to make the other side lose in the competition. If the thread has been pulled up and the tied knot can really be unraveled, it may reveal something much more significant.
There are many stories waiting to be revealed.
Whether it’s the encounter with the father in the warehouse, the secret of Charan’s death, or the new story of Ramil’s father being suspected as the number one perpetrator…
Khanin believes that everything is interconnected…
Otherwise, the story wouldn’t be so complicated.
When Ramil remained silent, Khanin turned to the Phitakthewa family leader who stood silently beside him. The other party nodded to confirm that everything he said was true in every aspect.
Khanin turned back to look at his younger siblings with full confidence. At this moment, when playing with a hard stick, it is necessary to use a soft stick to show the other party that he is ready to be on the same side, without betraying each other, even though the other party is still suspicious as before.
“Agreed?”
“Agreed.”
“Then let’s do it… Rameng.”
“What is it?”
“Ramil, Ramen… Rameng, let’s join forces.”
“….”
“Why are you dissatisfied? Are you cursing me… curse me right away.” Khanin laughed in his throat, making a face that seemed to stretch his face to prevent the other party from sinking into excessive sadness, and when he saw that, instead of sulking every time. Ramil took a deep breath and exhaled softly.
“Hey… Khana?”
“What did you call me?”
“Khana, why… are you dissatisfied?” Ramil laughed softly, the young man did not sulk back, but smiled with a face as if he was trying to comfort himself.
That smile made Khanin decide to extend his hand forward, while the other party reached out and grabbed his butt, shaking it gently as if this was a temporary truce.
“Dissatisfied, but you can call me whatever you want, let’s just say I’m calling you ‘Ramen’.”
“Call me whatever you want, even if it’s ‘Ramen’, but it’s premium ‘Ramen’.”
“I can be whatever you want, but remember that the competition will not be postponed, no matter what, someone will come and ask about my injured arm, maybe ask for your opinion, let them confirm that I will compete as usual.”
“Okay.”
“If that’s the case, let’s separate and move on, and we’ll contact each other later.”
Ramil separated and left. In the bedroom, only Khanin and Charan remained.
The young prince still looked out the door. As for the close people who used to stand clasping their hands, they walked over and locked the door as if they knew what they were doing.
“I did the right thing, didn’t I?” The question was asked as the other party stepped in and sat down next to each other as before.
“You did the right thing.” Charan spoke and gently brushed his soft hair with his hand.
“Oh. So I will not postpone the competition.”
“I understand.” The young man thought along and could see the needs of the child more clearly.
The plan to deceive the villain so that he will make more plans and hopefully slip… If the other party’s desire is to end the competition, doing this would be an accelerator to make the person in the shadow reveal their identity faster.
Taking a little risk is better than dealing with an unknown danger.
“No matter what happens, as long as Nin is still by my side, winning or losing doesn’t matter.”
“…”
“Let’s finish this game together.”
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